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WesterCon report
Jul. 8th, 2003 10:48 pmWell, alright. You've all been in suspense as to how Fandom has taken my being legal. Let's start from Wednesday of last week, the 2nd of July.
Day 1: Getting to the Con. Long, boring car trip. Fell asleep, mostly. Couldn't tell you all of what happened, but I alternated between word searches and my gameboy and my CD player. the batteries died on me and I was never able to get around to replacing 'em. Got to the motel, dropped the luggage, then went out to eat @ our favoraite food thing. After dinner, I fell asleep on the floor, because I was that tired. Supposed to take Emmy swiming, but didn't because I was too tired.
Day 2: Day 0.5 of WesterCon. Get to the Hotel. Seems like nothing. I take my backpack out of the car and follow![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mdlbear and flower_cat into the hotel w/ Emmy trailing behind us. Life seemed good until said mdlbear had to go park the car. I took my ID out of my wallet and handed it to the bellhops in order to get a luggage cart, then unloaded the car. It was painful. This is a rough guesstimate as to how much stuff was there. My backpack (on my back): 45 pounds. The crap on the cart (everything that was in the trunk) +/- 245. That's a total of 290 pounds of stuff that I had to haul up to the room. Emmy made a crack about me being a "pack mule" which was funny for the first 3 minutes of the conversation, then I wanted to deck her from there. Met up with Atlantia, volunteered after reclaiming my ID from the guys. The dude in volunteers saw that I was good at data entry, which was a good thing since his volunteer records were all done on a computer. Did hot tub, I think...gaming w/ Atlantia, then went to my hotel room (also mdlbear and flower_cat's hotel room) and she and I fell asleep on the bed. All remainder of days of con are floor in my room.
Day 3: Day 1 of WesterCon. Spent all bloody day working in the volunteer room w/ Atlantia, knowing that it was Friday. Had a few breaks for food and dealer's room. Went into the dealer's room and started lusting after a very nice sharp pointy thing....*sigh* Had a very wierd sense of Deja-vu when roaming the hotel...reminded me of the Jantzen Beach/Columbia River Doubletree hotel that Westercon was held at 2 years before...I discovered that the distance from the hotel to the Pizza Hut across the street was the exact same distance between hotels, too...Then went to a Heather Alexander concert @ 8pm. Afterwards, hit the hot tub, gamed w/ Atlantia, then fell asleep on the floor.
Day 4: Day 2 of WesterCon. Well, O.K. I get over my wierd sense of deja-vu, still convinced it's a repeat of the same hotel thing. Walk into the dealer's room w/ Atlantia before going to volunteers, go over to the table where I was lusting over that pretty knife yesterday and discover it's been sold. I didn't know who it was sold to, and I didn't ask. Anyways, it was more and more fun to stay behind the desk in volunteers, getting to greet people and say "What's your badge number?" while trying to memorize my own and all the others. Hot tub, gaming w/ Atlantia, then fell asleep on the floor.
Day 5: Day 3 (last day) of Westercon. Well, this was the big decider. Atlantia and I had been doing a lot of LARPing with no real rules structure. We've both put in a lot of volunteer hours, and did some desk work for the volunteers, then went to Art Show to help w/ teardown after the ice cream social for volunteers. Purchased my big sword before reporting back to volunteers. Right before going to the Dead Dog, I recieved a Matrix Reloaded tank top, a very nice Victorian looking jacket, and a belt to go with it, and I changed into it right before I went to the Dead Dog...Gamed heavily with Atlantia and went to the Dead Dog. I knew thatflower_cat had a chocolate cake in the room waiting for that party specifically. Atlantia vanished up to her room to grab her birthday present to me, and I was not going to start the festivities until she got back. Once she returned with her parents in tow, They (everyone else who made it to the party) started the Birthday Dirge. "Happy birthday, ! etc." adding in an additional verse "Now your Jailbait days are done, let's go out and have some fun!" I responded with "Hell yes!" and it ended with that. Then I got to remove said birthday present from Atlantia from a rolled up pair of pants....and I discovered it was the exact same knife I was lusting after on Friday. I gave her a big hug and read the card that came with it, then whacked off a chunk of chocolate cake. We left after that to do some more gaming and to escape the party, which was kinda dead anyway. We went hot tubbing after changing into swimwear, then fell asleep on the floor again.
Day 6: Day after WesterCon's end. Damn, I hate saying good bye. Especially to the people whom I'm going to miss the most. Atlantia is the one person I've spent my whole con with, and she loves me more than anything or anyone else up in her home state. I'm going to miss her a lot, and to top it off, we might not see each other until her winter break or something like that. It's just going to be more and more obnoxious for the both of us, because we've had some good times, then watched them get blown to hell. So much for happy endings....I left the con with tears in my eyes and quelling my urge to bash in Emmy's face for being annoying. Got to the same motel we stayed in on the way up to con, then fell asleep in a smaller room.
Day 7: Home sweet home. Arrived back in home state, with my computer, girlfriend, etc. Posted this hella long ass post, thanking everyone who showed up at the Dead Dog for my b-day festivities or took me into consideration at least. And now I have to go downstairs & check on said girlfriend...anyways, that's all for my WesterCon insanity.
Day 1: Getting to the Con. Long, boring car trip. Fell asleep, mostly. Couldn't tell you all of what happened, but I alternated between word searches and my gameboy and my CD player. the batteries died on me and I was never able to get around to replacing 'em. Got to the motel, dropped the luggage, then went out to eat @ our favoraite food thing. After dinner, I fell asleep on the floor, because I was that tired. Supposed to take Emmy swiming, but didn't because I was too tired.
Day 2: Day 0.5 of WesterCon. Get to the Hotel. Seems like nothing. I take my backpack out of the car and follow
mdlbear and flower_cat into the hotel w/ Emmy trailing behind us. Life seemed good until said mdlbear had to go park the car. I took my ID out of my wallet and handed it to the bellhops in order to get a luggage cart, then unloaded the car. It was painful. This is a rough guesstimate as to how much stuff was there. My backpack (on my back): 45 pounds. The crap on the cart (everything that was in the trunk) +/- 245. That's a total of 290 pounds of stuff that I had to haul up to the room. Emmy made a crack about me being a "pack mule" which was funny for the first 3 minutes of the conversation, then I wanted to deck her from there. Met up with Atlantia, volunteered after reclaiming my ID from the guys. The dude in volunteers saw that I was good at data entry, which was a good thing since his volunteer records were all done on a computer. Did hot tub, I think...gaming w/ Atlantia, then went to my hotel room (also mdlbear and flower_cat's hotel room) and she and I fell asleep on the bed. All remainder of days of con are floor in my room.Day 3: Day 1 of WesterCon. Spent all bloody day working in the volunteer room w/ Atlantia, knowing that it was Friday. Had a few breaks for food and dealer's room. Went into the dealer's room and started lusting after a very nice sharp pointy thing....*sigh* Had a very wierd sense of Deja-vu when roaming the hotel...reminded me of the Jantzen Beach/Columbia River Doubletree hotel that Westercon was held at 2 years before...I discovered that the distance from the hotel to the Pizza Hut across the street was the exact same distance between hotels, too...Then went to a Heather Alexander concert @ 8pm. Afterwards, hit the hot tub, gamed w/ Atlantia, then fell asleep on the floor.
Day 4: Day 2 of WesterCon. Well, O.K. I get over my wierd sense of deja-vu, still convinced it's a repeat of the same hotel thing. Walk into the dealer's room w/ Atlantia before going to volunteers, go over to the table where I was lusting over that pretty knife yesterday and discover it's been sold. I didn't know who it was sold to, and I didn't ask. Anyways, it was more and more fun to stay behind the desk in volunteers, getting to greet people and say "What's your badge number?" while trying to memorize my own and all the others. Hot tub, gaming w/ Atlantia, then fell asleep on the floor.
Day 5: Day 3 (last day) of Westercon. Well, this was the big decider. Atlantia and I had been doing a lot of LARPing with no real rules structure. We've both put in a lot of volunteer hours, and did some desk work for the volunteers, then went to Art Show to help w/ teardown after the ice cream social for volunteers. Purchased my big sword before reporting back to volunteers. Right before going to the Dead Dog, I recieved a Matrix Reloaded tank top, a very nice Victorian looking jacket, and a belt to go with it, and I changed into it right before I went to the Dead Dog...Gamed heavily with Atlantia and went to the Dead Dog. I knew that
flower_cat had a chocolate cake in the room waiting for that party specifically. Atlantia vanished up to her room to grab her birthday present to me, and I was not going to start the festivities until she got back. Once she returned with her parents in tow, They (everyone else who made it to the party) started the Birthday Dirge. "Happy birthday, Day 6: Day after WesterCon's end. Damn, I hate saying good bye. Especially to the people whom I'm going to miss the most. Atlantia is the one person I've spent my whole con with, and she loves me more than anything or anyone else up in her home state. I'm going to miss her a lot, and to top it off, we might not see each other until her winter break or something like that. It's just going to be more and more obnoxious for the both of us, because we've had some good times, then watched them get blown to hell. So much for happy endings....I left the con with tears in my eyes and quelling my urge to bash in Emmy's face for being annoying. Got to the same motel we stayed in on the way up to con, then fell asleep in a smaller room.
Day 7: Home sweet home. Arrived back in home state, with my computer, girlfriend, etc. Posted this hella long ass post, thanking everyone who showed up at the Dead Dog for my b-day festivities or took me into consideration at least. And now I have to go downstairs & check on said girlfriend...anyways, that's all for my WesterCon insanity.
